Hoagie: What?
Abby: Hoagie, I'm pregnant.
Hoagie: I'll be right over.
A few minutes later, Hoagie was sitting with Abby in his arms on her couch. "So you still love me?"
"Hell yeah. I'll love you no matter what. No matter what happens to you or what you do. Just like our kid."
"Now when do ya'll plan on gettin' your own place? 'Cause ya cain't stay here forever," her Dad chimed in.
"I can get a job so we can afford to pay for a house." Hoagie said.
"And what about when they're old enough to go to school and are wantin' to do sports? Ya'll are gonna need to pay for it plus the gas to get there. After a few years, it adds up."
"After I've had it, I'll get a part time job so I can make some money and still spend time with 'em. What do we think it's gonna be?"
"I think, I want a girl."
"Me too. How 'bout Holly Abagail Gilligan."
"I like it. What if it's a boy?"
"I guess Hoagie P. Gilligan III."
"Now how do we tell my parents?"
"That would be your problem."
"Well I know my mom won't know what to say."
"If you don't tell her in the next nine months, she'll probably be wonderin' why this kid's callin' you daddy."
"Let her wonder. I'm not even sure about tellin' Tommy."
"What's your problem?"
"I'm afraid of reactions."
"How 'bout we both go to your house, I start the conversation, and you say what needs to be said."
"Fine."
They stood at Hoagie's front porch, Hoagie refusing to go any further. "Hoagie, you have to go in sometime."
"Fine." She lead him in.
His mother was in the kitchen, as usual, trying to bake a cake, brother in his bedroom. "Oh, hi Abby."
"Hey, Mrs. G."
"How have you been?"
"Never been better. You?"
"Pretty good, you know me and Mr. Gilligan went on a little vacation without the kids."
"Yeah that kinda lead to why I'm here."
"What would that be?"
"Hoagie, tell her." Abby demanded.
"I'd rather not."
"Hoagie, tell her." she repeated, more stern this time.
"Fine. I got Abby pregnant," Hoagie confessed.
At first Mrs. Gilligan was speachless, but then, "Really, we leave you alone for two days and you get a girl pregnant!"
"In his defense, he did take me out somwhere nice for dinner, like a gentlemen. He tried."
"Oh?"
"Mom, I'm not dating Abby just to see how often I can get laid. Granted it's a nice little perk," Abby slapped Hoagie. "But that's not all."
"As long as you have an idea of how you're going to work through this, I'll support you. If you need money, a babysitter, I'm there."
"Thanks Mom." Hoagie said as Tommy walked in.
"I thought you were at Abby's."
"And I thought you were in your room. You should be happy. You are going to be an uncle."
"Since when?"
"Remember yesterday morning, when you caught us?" Abby inquired.
"That reminds me, you never did answer my question."
"What question?"
"Can I see 'em?"
"Well, Hoagie, what do you think?"
"It would certainly give him something to look forward to."
"Tommy, you're lucky I'm feelin' generous. You shouldn't go around askin' to see girls' boobs. You can look but you cain't touch."
"Yeah only I get to touch." Hoagie intervined as they took Tommy into Hoagie's bedroom and shut the door.
"This is just between us. That means don't go braggin' to your buddies. Got it?" she said reaching to take her shirt off.
"Yes, why would I? Can I see 'em now?"
"When you get into high school, it's like a man's badge of honor to say he's seen his girlfriend's boobs plus some. Hoagie, help me a sec?" Abby asked.
"Yes dear," Hoagie said moving behind her to help. "Tommy, ready to come one step closer to becoming a man?"
"Yeah!" he answered as Hoagie let go of the bra and Abby let it fall to the ground. "Wow." He started to move his hand toward her.
She slapped away the hand. "I said, DON'T touch."
"Ha, I can." Hoagie giggled snaking his hands around and up her body and kissing her full on the lips.
"Guys, get a room!"
"Would you rather us go to my closet or you leave my room?"
"Hoagie shut up and leave the kid alone. I should probably get my shirt back on any way."
"No!" the two boys pleaded in unison.
"If y'all start fightin', I'm puttin' my shirt back on."
Hours passed and they were just sitting and talking. Talking about school, friends, when they made it to the topic of relationships. "So, Tommy, you got a girlfriend yet?" Abby questioned.
"Yeah, she's been sayin' how I need to be more romantic and serious 'bout bein' with her."
"A few pointers, ask her out to dinner, we can chaperone. Try an hold her hand. Stuff like that. Maybe when you pick her up meet her parents." Hoagie pointed out.
"I'd rather not."
"Why not?"
"Her Dad scares the crap outta me."
"Who is he?"
"Kuki and Mushi Sanban's Dad."
Hoagie and Abby just looked at each other. "Yeah, we never really liked him either. But we can go with you."
"Wow. Thanks, guys."
"Yeah, how 'bout tomarrow night?"
"I'll give her a call." And Tommy ran off.
"I'd better get goin'. Call me if the date's on." Abby said getting her shirt back on.
"Will do."